empty shell

Silk - Poem by empty shell

an orchestras percussion sounds in your headto the rhythm of plummeting silkthe slack in the twine starts to lay at your feetas your heart ascends to your throatclose your eyes not, as you watch its descentfear not for the, spiralling, kiteits colourful chest, lit up the skyangels looked up with gleethe smiling sun, the sleepy cloudsboth had a wonderful timeclose your eyes not as you watch its descentfear not for the, spiralling, kiteyou held fast to it, with all of your heartand ran as quick as you couldpatiently gave it, more and more slackand steered it into the windclose your eyes not as you watch its descentfear not for the, spiralling, kiteit smiles as it falls, laughing out loudit has touched heavens felt the sunhugged the cloudsyetit has one thoughtas it crashes down...it has flown onlyonly for you.